Saturday, October 3, 2020

of clarity




      of clarity


Run, run for the splashing train,
but pick the threads of tonality.
Settle in the denim sound,
rocky marks of a bridge pass by.
Spoon a vegan yogurt of berries,
scoop with the wrist the bottom notes.
Trains and raining.

Oh the reverie.
The sun-battered soil
wrung by the vines,
the practiced strength of the unseen,
like the lungs in a flute,
or the switching of hands in a melody,
the texture of the chords, the sapphire of grapes,
played not for the tasting.

The chime and the clearing in the sky
ask to tap one's way out through the crowd.
On the count of three, alight.
On the count of eight, slide through the puddle's smile.

Die Lichtung greets her fellow students.
The lecture starts. The topic is reharmonization.
Psycholinguistics of music.
Conceptualizing strategies for learning.
Cognitive and affective development.
Sociological intervention.

A dance studio decorated with unfolded fans.
Put on tap shoes over worn-through tights.
Write with percussive virtuosity
an invitation to attentive pupils,
clap in syncopation,
a Broadway polka
and a slide across.

Shower, streets and stairs.
Beetroots, beans and broccoli
or cauliflower.
Feeding the heart, sharing in the night.





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Written October 3rd - 6th, small update 9th.

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